Faruka


The awakening of Varuka Lance~Introduction~The awakening of Varuka Lance
Heartbearts. Scents. The waves of the ocean. Rain. Thunder. Calm, calm, calm. I will not be calm.
Insence. Breathing. Count to ten, backwards. Still. Be still and close your eyes. Calm. Calm.
I WILL NOT BE CALM. Psychiatry is bullshit. Lexapro is bullshit. Group sessions are bullshit. I don't want to know if sally has bipolar disorder. Fuck jim and his manic deppression. I am not bipolar, I am not deppressed. I am...blank. I feel nothing. I do not cry,


Coffe rings on napkinsI like to watch the streets from the cafe window. The corner in the front, where you can see every single raindrop make it's departure while another simultaneously hits its target. Street cars and bycicles racing through the sheet of water, making it to there pointless destination. The city sky as grey as the table I lean on. As cold and steel as the legs that hold it up. The people reflecting the atmosphere. The deppressed and the rushed. Everyone always has somewhere to be. With suicidal smiles that say "Get out of my way or so help me god I will pull the trigger!" I could never fully enjoy the cityCoffe rings on napkins
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Photographically yours...
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~A bohemian storm is brewing~
NOW I'M NOT GOING EAT YOU.
THIS TOMB DOESN'T HAVE VENTILATION. DO YOU SEE ANY WINDOWS?!
FUCKING GET OUT
DON'T LEAVE YOUR PANTS HERE.
AWH! GREAT YOU PISSED YOURSELF.
THAT'S FUCKING GREAT.
YOU DISGUST ME
GET OUT.
GET THE FUCK OUT!
love you
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"And we can roleplay our forks as spoons!"
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